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This blog is just an endeavor to pen and share some episodes of my life and some waves of thoughts that hit me. Please don’t mistake that you can study me as a whole in here. I’m sorry, for I too have many things to be kept reserved either within my family schema or within my psyche. But whatever that have been scribbled in this sunless sky is true. I promise.

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Here mentations are drifting into a sunless sky...and I named it “Aphorisms”….Keep reading…

--Varun



Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Year...!!!


2012. A flashback itself is annoying. This will be one of the most chaotic years of my life. Twists and turns happening one after the other. The three words I can use to describe the whole course of the year – Bad – Worse – Worst…with a smile. J
But also this year had tons of lessons to teach me too. Each accident or mishaps had something to tell or teach me. Rather than explaining about mishaps, I would like to share my gains. I was taught to hold the calm no matter the wreck I’m engulfed in; to control the negatives and unleash the positives, admire beauty and smile always.
Also you become a better player when you stop competing with those around you and start competing with your past performances. Let it be in any realm of life. Things change when you start observing and understanding the real you, the ‘self’ from within. It is indeed an interesting practice. There is an inexplicable beauty for the thing you own or that you already have. We don’t have to fish for happiness once we set ourselves free to discover and admire that beauty. Everything happens for a cause for sure.  
I think, in life we all need to be alone for some time. Being alone helps to pull ourselves from the rush outside and get into to think. Solitude in the beginning wears the dress of a curse which I later felt as a course of our journey from the outer rush to within us. It seems to be so disturbing and annoying. But once you are in, once you see the ‘you’, then you find answer for all your queries. This difficulty won’t obstruct you the next time when you meet Mr. Solitude. You simply slide into you like the state of ‘Aleph’. It is a state where you have everything at a point. Like a number that contains all the number. And slowly you start loving that reckoning.
As I understand there are two fears thinking of which we feel that the land beneath of feat is shrinking. One is this solitude. Solitude does not always mean being alone in a room. A person can feel this loneliness even in the crowd of Thrissur Pooram. It’s not of how many of them are there around you, it’s about how many are there with you. And the other is the fear of death. I understand these two are the most prime fears etched on us, which can be rubbed and leveled, that are still left undiscovered for many. Once we gain the strength to overwhelm this fear then no one born or yet to be born on earth can pull down the smile on your face.
Now here, as 2012 melts down, when it’s time to make the New Year resolutions, I think this time I have a new set of resolutions than my years so far. Yet all those mishaps couldn’t win to take the smile off my face as the year signs off. Here are my resolutions... J
·         Read, write and learn more.
·         Go for longer walks.
·         Loosen up.
·         Click more photos.
·         Laugh more.
·         Remain optimistic.
·         Be happy.

Being Happy is the goal..!!! 

Happy New Year..!!!! God Bless..!!!

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Delhi gang rape.



I was a bit lazy to push aside things and make some time to jot down those that shook my mind ‘even’ as an FB status. In that, one was Sachin’s retirement. Of course, he won’t play forever. But still all of a sudden when his retirement was announced, I went through a very silly course of disturbance like any young man who grew up hearing about Sachin’s records and centuries since kindergarten. Yet, my laziness was strong enough to overwhelm that silly course of disturbance and keep me sit idle even as my friends filled Facebook with posts, pictures and video of Sachin. Everywhere Sachin..!!!

But then the next thing happens today. The 23-year-old gang-rape victim passed away this morning. I can hardly bear the agitation this mayhem has triggered. This was something beyond the circumference of humanity around me. Unbearable!! We were there with Sachin for the past 23 years of his career. My one silly post is negligible regarding his retirement. But this girl who unknown to us all and who became our sister gaining all our prayers… I think I’m obliged at least to let some space in my Aphorisms for her even though it won’t bring in a change a mild breeze would bring. 

Dear GOI, the way you deal with the protestors can only help the people of India to transmigrate from voters to terrorists or naxalites. It’s a shame. Is it for this freedom those generations’ kept shedding lives for 200 years? For God’s sake, understand..!!!

Whatever is your sign or your flag’s color, those in a position, who fear to react or whose blood doesn't boil seeing and hearing these atrocities are impotent. Or maybe you are much worse than these criminals. You still managed to set your blood ‘cold’ as ever even as something that stirred the hearts of all Indian’s happened. Thanks a lot to the Indian media world by the way. They did not dare to bring out Sachin’s retirement to sink down this issue.

I can’t complain about her death. I would say its better she died rather being a live martyr and wishing to have died.

To finish this just as a mere Facebook status won’t satisfy me. Not that spreading some words makes me feel better. I’m disturbed...totally and thoroughly like the thousands of brave protestors down there in my country.

I don’t know which way to choose to show my protest. Should I go out and kill. Like any Indian, I’m also ready to breach the so called ‘circumference’ of humanity and kill. But whom to kill? Will that bring some kind of an improvement? No..!! The change is something that needs to come from within. Such an incident is not the first of its kind to be so disquieted. At least, let the perpetrators receive their punishment in the public. Let India keep the heritage and traditions aside for some time and perform an atrocious form of punishment that would be a warning for any perverted souls born.

I don’t know her. But she is related to me by the universal bond of humanity, I hear that loud yell of a sister then a mother… that’s what disturbs me the most. The agony she went through… The agony which that mother have to live with for the rest of her life… That’s what brings the moisture in my eyes… Even a prayer, for her soul to rest in peace will be an irony…